Emberwood Vilipending Loneliness

The young two-toned wolf seemed flabbergasted. Taikon blinked back at him, unsure what to make of the reaction. This late at night, he certainly hadn't expected anyone to find him in the woods, but the wolf was here. There was no reason to chase him off; the beast was hardly a threat to him, or so he felt.
Could he catch a deer by himself? Taikon scrunched his face up, thinking, as if doing math in his head. Well, no, not an adult, unless there was something really wrong with it I guess, he admitted. It would be a lot, he nodded. But the youngsters from spring aren't too big yet, so I was looking for mothers and their... young. He let out a sigh, annoyed that his thought process had been challenged.
He'd probably deserved that.
What were you looking for, anyway? Now it was Taikon's turn to do the challenging. He continued gnawing at a hunk of vertebrae, chewing on the bits attached to it.